A Court of Hearts and Hunger Quotes

“Curiosity is the dagger on which we impale ourselves.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Parents give us our existence,” I say quietly. “But they can also ruin us before we’ve even begun to live.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“But one person's freedom is another's oppression. What you call freedom is just an excuse to be cruel to the weak, the defenseless, and the less fortunate.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Good girl. I wish I could whisper those words in her ear.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Ah, Sugarplum. Biting off more than you can chew as usual, I see.” “When I put something in my mouth, I always swallow,” he replies, with a suggestive grin.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Because she’s mad,” says the Cat airily. “Of course, we’re all mad here, but she’s madder than most.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Ushur.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Maybe love is simply reminding someone how wonderful they are, how strong they are. Showing them the shining potential you can see. Lifting them up to be the best of themselves.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Perhaps that’s what love is—the gradual disappearance of the walls between two souls. Some walls evaporate on their own; others have to be dismantled, brick by brick. Sometimes you reach out, thinking all the walls have been deconstructed, only to find a thick glass shield around the heart of the one you love. Only the heat of a persistent, intense devotion can ever soften it.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“victims.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“The best friends are the friends you fuck.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger

“Up, you useless clod,” snaps the Rabbit. “What were you thinking?” Caer sits up then, blinking. “Why are you shouting? Gods.” “You nested with her.” “Oh, that.” The Cat gives him a lazy grin. “I was drunk. And she’s so damn cuddly.” He runs his fingers up my arm and kisses my cheek.”
― Rebecca F. Kenney, A Court of Hearts and Hunger